Every other day, I seem to have a mini mental breakdown (no longer than a few minutes), where I stop and think, shit, what am I going to do?
Am I going to be a solicitor, sitting in an office from 9 to 5 slowly killing my soul with conveyancing documents?
Am I going to work my way up through the government and ultimately become a Director-General of some department and be hounded with public complaints everyday?
Am I going to go overseas and attempt postgrad studies at a prestigious university so that my mother can die a happy woman?
Hell, am I going to drop everything and become an actress, just like Ken Jeong from The Hangover, a fully qualified physician, took up acting.
It seems the sunset on the horizon is still bloody blinding and merely a sign that it is time to party.
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